Stella Damasus

No more tears


I feel shame when I look into the mirror;

I feel bitter to see what I’ve become.

I can’t tell my friends or family; who would believe me?

I can’t tell the police, they will only mock me.



I am that girl who people describe as little;

But you really don’t have a clue what I’ve been through.

The ones who are supposed to protect me;

End up taking advantage of me.



At sixteen I was called a pretty teen;

But daily I deal with low self-esteem.

Used and abused by the ones I look up to;

I being pushed, and might take my life if it comes to.



Marriage was supposed to be my sweet haven;

Nothing else to compare except God’s Holy Heaven.

But in the arms of the one I truly  loved;

I suffer the pain of his fist as thick as gloves.

And when he is not hitting me;

He speaks uncaring cold hearted words, stinging me.

For better fore worse was the vow I took;

But better remains oblivious,

As this journey keeps growing worse.



I am that woman next door;

We even go to the same market, in the same bus;



I am that girl in your classroom;

Who you think is being pompous in your point of view;



I am the little girl in the playground;

All by myself, ensuring no boy is around.



I yearn to tell my story

That justice would take the glory

But will you accept back in society

And not point your fingers back at me….



I beckon on you;

Come to my rescue.



Help tell my story;

That justice would take the glory.



Else I'll cry; till I have no more tears in my eyes.



by

Daniel Ikekhuah



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 This is the link of the full video of the STOP THE VIOLENCE - A Spoken Word Poetry Video:

http://youtu.be/XADTjYmJ5-Y